After Hanzhu moved to the Hou Mansion, she would be weaned Brother Yuan so that her son would not be full and her dick would not be enough to eat.

Yuan Ge'er refused to accept it. During the day, the little guy likes to eat. Before getting up early to bed, he used to leaning into his mother's arms. No matter how much his mother advised him, he would not listen. After a long time, he would cry. Hanzhu was not very pregnant. She was upset by her ignorant son and called her to prepare to let her son go to bed with her.

My mother didn't want him anymore, and Brother Yuan cried even harder. He has been sleeping with his mother for a while. His mother's body smells much better than the wet nurse. He wants to be with her.

Ningzhu felt sorry for her sister and her nephew. She knew that her sister really couldn't feed Brother Yuan, so she picked her up and kept coaxing her. Brother Yuan leaned in her aunt's arms, and her crying gradually weakened. She looked at her mother who was sitting on the bedside with tears in her eyes, feeling aggrieved and afraid that her mother would really ignore him again. The stalemate continued, and the little guy turned his head and crawled into her aunt's arms. The fat man skillfully wanted to push her aunt's clothes up.

My aunt also has something to eat here.

The boy was just thinking about eating, but Ningzhu was blushed by her nephew and was anxious to hold her bad hand, embarrassedly not knowing how to explain.

Hanzhu heard the movement and turned around and saw that one of them was rushing to eat and the other was blocked. She was amused and walked over and carried her son over. Her anger faded, and her voice softened again, "I don't have it there. Brother Yuan is not allowed to be naughty anymore. Mother calls the wet nurse over here. Brother Yuan will carry you to sleep after eating. OK?"

My mother smiled again, Brother Yuan blinked, lowered his head, and his little hands tentatively wanted to remove his mother's clothes.

Hanzhu held the little guy's hand with a tense face and reasoned to him for the last time, "My mother is pregnant with her sister, and she will be gone for Brother Yuan to eat her sister. Brother Yuan is weird, are you the wet nurse?"

Brother Yuan looked at his mother and knew that his mother would not agree to him, so he nodded in disappointment.

Ningzhu breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that his nephew would think of her again, so he quickly slipped away and went back to the west room to sleep.

Hanzhu couldn't help laughing, and hugged her son to wash her face. When the wet nurse came to feed her, she softly coaxed her son to bed.

The next day, Ah Xun went to his husband's place to study. Hanzhu and his sister pushed the small wooden car to visit the big room. They sat with the old lady and the eldest lady for a while before going to see Liu Yuzhuang. As soon as Ah Qiao woke up, Liu Yuzhuang was feeding the little girl. They were all acquaintances, and Liu Yuzhuang was not too shy. They looked at Yuan Ge'er and said enviously: "It's better for Yuan Ge'er to coax. Our Ah Qiao is so domineering. It's really tiring to eat no one except me during the day." Only at night the little girl was sleeping in a daze and refused to recognize others. If not, she would have to take care of her daughter in person at night.

Hanzhu looked at her son and sighed, "Brother Yuan is getting harder and harder to coax. She cried last night because of the weaning incident."

"Sister!" Yuan Ge'er didn't listen to the adults. He was carried by his mother to the couch and took off his shoes and immediately walked towards Aqiao. He sat obediently and watched his sister eat. As he looked at his aunt's idle eyes, he looked at her aunt's idle side. She was so greedy that she swallowed her saliva and was about to flow down.

Liu Yuzhuang smiled and teased him, "Does Brother Yuan want to eat?"

Brother Yuan nodded with a grin, and his little body bent over. When he was about to meet, he saw his sister looking sideways. Brother Yuan blinked and remembered yesterday's kiss words, he slowly sat upright again, shook his head, pointed at his aunt and said, "Sister!"

Xie came back to his senses, and finally looked at the front and the bright sunset in the west, then he turned around and walked in with Cheng Jingrong.

After washing up, the maids all retreated, and the couple changed their clothes and went to the tent to rest.

Xie's belly began to show his pregnancy. Cheng Jingrong put his wife's belly as usual and then got up, and smiled and said, "If Alan was pregnant early, we should be able to hold his grandson next year. By then, the little guy was only one year younger than his uncle and aunt. I wonder if he would be convinced and called someone in the future."

Xie looked at the man with wrinkles on the corner of his eyes. He seemed to have completely forgotten her. Brother Jun was looking forward to the one in her belly, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something. Every time he touched every word he said, it aggravated her suffocation, making her wish she could go down to accompany her son immediately, or immediately...

"Prince, I want to sleep." She leaned into his arms and closed her eyes tiredly.

Cheng Jingrong kissed her forehead with heartache, no longer annoyed her, and hugged her and fell asleep together.

But this intimate posture was uncomfortable after all, so he soon let go of her and turned to the outside of the bed.

Xie was lying quietly. After a quarter of an hour or an hour, she slowly sat up. Tonight, the moonlight was bright outside, and the light came in, and the room could be seen clearly. The man beside her, her husband who had been married for almost twenty years, was lying flat on it, with nothing on it, revealing her still strong chest.

Xie looked at him and thought of all the things he did to her when he was healthy. At first she had expectations for him and hoped that he would let her go because he liked her, but he said hoarsely in her ear that it was because he liked her that he couldn't help but do the happiest thing with her, and asked her to indulge him more...

After a year, ten years and twenty years, the pain she had endured and the pain in her body swept across the pain she saw her son die. Xie's mind was blank. She seemed to hate her very much, and seemed to have forgotten everything. She took out the dagger she had hidden under the mattress in advance, and used all her strength to stab the man in the heart.

She was very accurate because he always liked to hold her after torture her, hold her hand to touch his heart, and tell her that he really had her in his heart, and that she was the only woman.

After the stabbing, Xie finally woke up.

Cheng Jingrong woke up in the heart-wrenching pain, and he met his wife's calm eyes.

He lowered his head and saw her hands holding the dagger along her arm. He saw that the blade of the dagger was almost completely immersed in his body. He saw that the dark blood kept surging out. Cheng Jingrong felt very painful, even more painful than when his eldest son broke his right arm, but when he looked at his wife beside him, he unexpectedly did not get angry.

He just had a lot of questions.

"Did you want to kill me from the day Brother Jun died?" He looked at his wife and tried to calm his voice.

Xie did not look at his wounds, but only looked at his eyes. Perhaps he was too calm, she forgot what she was facing and shook her head gently, "No, when you hit me with a whip for the first time, I thought about killing you, but I dare not. I kept holding it up, I wanted to endure Brother Jun became the prince, and I endured you until you died first, and I would be relieved. Unfortunately, Brother Jun and I were both suffering from life. He was tortured to death, and I lost him."

Brother Jun...

Cheng Jingrong had tears in his eyes. That was his son. He had lost two sons in a day. Did she think he didn't regret or hate him?

Unfortunately, it is meaningless to pursue those things now, and Cheng Jingrong has no time, his body is getting colder and colder, and he seems to hear the sound of blood flowing out. He is afraid of the cold, so he reaches out to hold her, but Xie does not hide, and he holds it indifferently.

"How do you survive if you kill me?" Cheng Jingrong held her hand tightly and asked intermittently. It was him who was sorry for her. He didn't blame her for wanting to take revenge, but for her being so stupid. If she told him the truth, if he knew that she could never forget to know that she had always lived in hatred, he would die by himself, and she would be safe with the child.

"I will set a fire later, so that we will die from the water flowing, it has nothing to do with Chu Han or A Lan. A Lan was sad for two years. With Lu Yao taking care of her, she will soon cheer up." After saying that, Xie looked at his wide eyes and suddenly smiled, "The prince didn't expect that I would also seek death, right?"

"You, you..." Cheng Jingrong seemed to be greatly stimulated, his chest was fluctuating violently, and his blood surged more, but he could no longer say the complete words.

Seeing him like this, Xie felt proud for the first time in his life. He shook his hand and said, "Prince, you were still thinking about my retreat before you died. It seems that you are a little sincere to me. But you like the wrong person. Since the first time you hit me, I have told myself that even if I die, I will not like this hypocritical beast. From the time when I watched Brother Jun die tragically because of you, I have told myself that if I don’t kill you, I will be a mother in vain!"

Cheng Jingrong widened his eyes and looked at the strange and cruel wife in disbelief, his gaze gradually shifted downward.

Xie followed his eyes and fell on her stomach. She suddenly laughed, crying and laughing, "Yes, I'm sorry for him, but after giving birth to him, letting him know that he has a father who is inferior to beasts. If you can't raise your head in front of the world for the rest of your life, that is really sorry for him, and that will really make him hate me for giving birth to him!"

Cheng Jingrong suddenly raised his upper body, and his only left hand pulled her toward him, as if he wanted to explain something, but he lost his strength the moment before he was about to get close to her. He seemed to know that he had no time, staring at her tightly, hoping that she would understand his heart.

Xie didn't want to see it, so he closed his eyes and pulled his hands out at the same time.

Cheng Jingrong was pushed unintentionally by her, and she fell straight backwards.
Chapter completed!